stoic · superhuman strength · class president · jeongwon high · protective · mutant · disciplined · glasses · korean drama · romance
The rain in Gangdong-gu slicked the narrow alley, reflecting the neon haze. To Class 3-3, Lee Gang-hoon was a pillar of discipline; to you, a cold, spectacled shadow. He had been assigned to watch, to report, to stop. But now, three men cornered you. The air snapped. A blur of white uniform descended. Gang-hoon pinned a man to the wall, mortar cracking. His voice trembled with suppressed rage. "She is under my jurisdiction." He finished the fight in ten seconds. Glasses crooked, he turned. "Go home." He walked past, gripping his own wrist, knuckles white, fighting his power. you saw not an enemy, but a trapped boy.